(Intro)

What´s up...
We need to talk
Let me light my backwood
(sound of a lighter, then X inhales it and then exhales)
(glass breaks in background)
That´s why we need to sit down
And talk about the black and the brown

(Verse 1)

Yo, I love Los Angeles
You can hear it in my music
Plus I got the scars to prove it
Man... you don´t understand what I understand
I´m feeling like I´m a piece to a bigger plan
Cuz all I´m sayin´ is the God honest truth of it all
We fightin´ the wrong enemy, that´s why I´m gettin´ involved
It´s just like the end of that movie Saw
When them 2 chanied up guys met with their demise
And the mastermind was laying there the whole time
Remember that?
That´s why we have to sit down
And speak about the black and the brown

(Verse 2)

Now I didn´t come here to point no fingers
I know over the years that the pain still lingers over past confrontations
Sh*t, we all on parole and probation and in f**ked up situations
And everybody lose, from the pen to the neighborhoods
Now it´s even in the high schools
Cuz as I was watchin´ K-CAL news
When the students squared off and when the one kid wouldn´t choose sides
Hit with a hammer and the kid died
Now is a full blown riot, that´s when the fist start flying
These kids ain´t learnin´ sh*t about math nor science... man

(Chorus)

Tension is so thick, summer comin´ round
I don´t wanna see no more of us up under the ground
So now, that´s why we need to sit down
And talk about the black and the brown
Eighty percent of inmates are black and hispanic
They tryin´ to wipe us all off the face of this planet, damn it
That´s why we need to sit down
And talk about the black and the brown

(Verse 3)

Yo, I got the homie José from way back in the day
He came and scooped me up in a all white 6-tray
And he really don´t f**k with nobody outside of the set
It´s tatted big on his neck ya know
So over the years build respect and trust
So black and brown issues we both discuss
He said "homes, it´s been goin´ down too long
I gotta bang them fools and it don´t feel wrong
They killed my cousin over 88 bricks
So word came down we gotta handle that sh*t
Kill all Mijietes in white t-shirts"
Gotta tell the truth homes the truth does hurt
But first I remind him of what vengence do, what vengence is and who vengence belongs to
He wasn´t tryin´ to hear that sh*t
He just turned up the volume bangin´ 50 cent

(Chorus)

Tension is so thick, summer comin´ around
I don´t wanna see no more of us up under the ground
So now, that´s why we need to sit down
And talk about the black and the brown
Eighty percent of inmates are black and hispanic
They tryin´ to wipe us all off the face of this planet, damn it
That´s why we need to sit down
And talk about the black and the brown

(Verse 4)

Ive got soldiers from both side who really don´t care
Who identify themselves by the colors they wear
The homie came through to put one in the air
I could tell something was wrong the way he sat in his chair
He said "X... man, I´m just gettin´ out from doing 88 months
Tryin´ to figure things out
He told me in the pen you get down or get done
Because the brown and black ratio was 5 to 1"
Showed me the scar on his gut and his neck
They got him good, said he damn near bled to death
The hate was so deep I could see in his eyes
When he described what´s it feels like to almost die
All I could do was just sit back and listen
About how we were about to send soldiers on missions
I got hit by a bottle (glass breaks) but I´m not dead
I said "think with your heart homie not your head"
I said

(Chorus)

Tension is so thick, summer comin´ around
I don´t wanna see no more of us up under the ground
So now, that´s why we need to sit down
And talk about the black and the brown
Eighty percent of inmates are black and hispanic
They tryin´ to wipe us all off the face of this planet, damn it
That´s why we need to sit down
And talk about the black and the brown

(Outro) Jelly Roll

Oooh you must defend yourself
If you don´t then one else
Your homies got to ride
Your fightin´ for your life
They want both of us dead
You ain´t heard a word I said
Your fightin´ for your life
Your homie got to ride

(Chorus)

Tension is so thick, summer comin´ around
I don´t wanna see no more of us up under the ground
So now, that´s why we need to sit down
And talk about the black and the brown
Eighty percent of inmates are black and hispanic
They tryin´ to wipe us all off the face of this planet, damn it
That´s why we need to sit down
And talk about the black and the brown

(Music to fade)